The end awaiting me
In the end...
I guess what will matter..
is nothing...
The final ounce of life
lost the battle...
I failed to make you understand
for the umpteenth time...
Now I know
you were incapable of loving
but I was putting up a heroic fight
from the outside...
Secretly, hoping to die
After losing the thinly-spread dignity
worn off in many places...
patched up roughly to keep
the physical blow of the sight minimum
Shame-heartedly, proud-facedly
I walked away from you
Scared to be an embarassment to you...
I guess what will matter..
is nothing...
The final ounce of life
lost the battle...
I failed to make you understand
for the umpteenth time...
Now I know
you were incapable of loving
but I was putting up a heroic fight
from the outside...
Secretly, hoping to die
After losing the thinly-spread dignity
worn off in many places...
patched up roughly to keep
the physical blow of the sight minimum
Shame-heartedly, proud-facedly
I walked away from you
Scared to be an embarassment to you...
5 Comments:
...the outsider secretly hopes for death.....coz she was never let inside........all along she fought the battle from outside trying to get in.....but could never get in .....the wise man said "well fought......you couldnt get in but do you know the outside was was were you belonged .....this was your space.....the inside was never for you......you thought it was where you should be....but it was too small a space for you....you my friend belong to the space outthere......the outer space where walls dont exist....where life is the only belief".....
hey u do justice to ur name - nirvanicyogi...
beautiful lines....i loved them...
thanx...actually i dont know what to say...
so i'll keep it to its beautiful
......kept looking into the post box called poetic license........but the post cards were never there ........anyways...i can see a feast of post cards posted right here.....anytime from now...sure it will.......watch out for this space......."poetic license"
"If poetry is like an orgasm, an academic can be likened to someone who studies the passion-stains on the bedsheets." -- Irving Layton
hey i just stole this quote for this space......keep it if you like it or you can just dump it..........but hey do keep the poetronics on......keep poeting........... chow...till i see you again
ofcourse i love the lines...
and i will keep them...
i returned to blogging after a long break... i get moody and stay off it, then i come bck...
ya i will keep the poetronics!!!
u keep visiting...
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